Reminiscence of a Day

January 30/09...10:56 p.m.



Will roll it backwards: watched a very nice play on TV right now , no, friends, will not talk about it, it is enough I enjoyed it, let it sit at that. Had a nice late afternoon bike run with Herr Hund, a lonely goose ,Nil I think, had been harvesting a field, i. e. the freshly growing seeds. And that is why the local farmers hate them and there is the battle between conserving nature and profit. - To make it real up to date, Herr Husband, descending from the tower (attic room) switched out the upper level light and a bulb exploded, blew the main fuse and there we were, groping around in the dark. Blown bulb had exploded with pieces even down into the basement area. Great. Have to look into that tomorrow morning. Anyway, pieces, most of them, cleaned away. Amazing, so much debris caused by a small light bulb. - Now, back to my day. Went shopping for the forgrotten items, mind you ,it is not walking around the corner, have to take the car for every pint of milk. Had been fixing lunch ,delicious trouts, but I did not catch them beforehand, that should have happened some other time, when hippie daugther No. 1 invited us for dinner, but that is another story and occured ages ago, daugther is now a very successful business woman and those are our shared memories of the past. And to start the day with it had been the usual run with Herr Hund, who is very unpatient watching me sit down at the computer after getting out of bed, unbrushed teeth and unshowered. Of course prepared breakfast, diligent little Landfrau, like every day and days to come and now I am sitting here with my glass of red wine, thinking in some ways I must be a natural nut. And please, do not agree, we will not be friends any more.

The Last of the Mohicans

January 22/09 ...7:00 p.m.





Creepers, here I am again with my neverending fish stories. One misely 5-incher left, Moritz, the fat goldfish ,followed his brother Max into the enternal hunting grounds and he took along vailtail, the funny guy. I am telling you , fish will not be gifted with names any more, they will get numbers from now on at the rate we loose them. And always in such a funny way!- First one had been Philipp, a little white coi, looked like a tiny dolphin and used to swim in circles, like mad. . After that for quite a while we had Harold and Maude, 2 cois, along with Max and Moritz, the goldfish . Maude comitted suicide, living up to her name, she jumped out of the pond. Harold followed her, but him we saved. We gave him fat Wanda, a coi , as a companion and they both decided to be goners the same day. Now for quite a while it had been Max and
Moritz, the goldfish, then Max beat it to fish heaven and we felt sorry for the lone rider and got him the 5-incher and veiltail as companions. Think they have been frozen fish when we had the cold spell lately and only the 5-incher survived, maybe beeing so small, who knows. -

I think from now on we should have fish only on our plates, nicely prepared, but that of course would deprive you of furthermore fish stories unless one of us suffocates from a fishbone.

I need some Flowers

January 20/09 3:40 p.m.

Landfrau does not want to look at snow anymore, flowers "happy me up".

Zilch out of 10

January 19/09 ..... 7.14 p.m.

I simply hate mondays and I know why I hate them. Waking up in the morning with the task in mind to have to clean the house is not so prickly as such. I detest then additional distractions, o.k., I know I have to walk the dog, a daily necessity or pleasure, depends... but aside from that no more other stuff. This morning daughter no.2. called, poor girl is down with the flu, so of course mom asked if she needed some help, and yes, she wanted me to cook a soup for her and grandkid. No more beef in the freezer I had to drive to the supermarket and there I developped my first wave of hatred, No parking place to start with and the shop full of people with shopping carts loaded as if they were stocking up till doomsday. A line at the butcher's counter, grrr...another line at the bakery counter, double grrr.. after having bought my baguette remembered that I needed some fresh bread for us too, mind you, that someone might have taken note that I had lined up already, no sir, had to wait again in line. Tripple grrr... rushed then home , cooked the soup and kind of figuered that Herr Husband would be the delivery service, no deal, he had to write a letter. And that's now where the scoring sets in. Rushed to the car in the garage to load the basket into the trunk, car locked, key still inside, score of 5 out of ten, fetched the key, jumped into the car and drove like speedy Gonzales to daugther's place, since grandson had to be fed before leaving for hockey training, opened the trunk and stared like a dumb nut into the empty trunk, no basket. That stupid thing sat happily in the back of the garage. Score 0 out of 10. Phoned Herr Husband that he now for sure had to get moving, drove home and startet my housecleaning job, which is not finished by far, so tomorrow I am in for another appointment with broom and wiping cloth.

For today I am absolutely thrilled.

The Mini Teen

January 18/o9 .....3:01 p.m.

He is so refreshing to have around the house- eh,once a while - and such a funny guy. Landfrau is talking about our 11 year old grandson, son of our younger daughter. We had him as a houseguest overnite and as soon as he arrives our lives are changed. Sports news have to be watched, and commented and certainly we have to listen to all the latest stories of his field hockey games. The biggest laugh we had last night, when he dropped an invoice out of his wallet. Turned out it had been from a local DIY superstore, dated December 24th, shortly before closing time. The smart kid had bought his X-mas presents for the family at double reduced rates and this way got a lot for little. Quite the business freak he will be one day. - In the morning he proudly anounced that he had changed his shower habits, he is taking a shower now -mind you - every day at least for 6 min. and then he flashed his own bottle of deo, AXE -Bom Chicka Wah Wah - and Landfrau stated that she regreted it very much, not to have that puma cage smell to sniff any more - haha.
Before he had to leave -hockey game - he looked with me into my twitter and asked me if I would have given myself the twittername "grossstadttussi" (big city brat - free translation) if I would be living in the city. Glad that I was allowed to stick to Landfrau since I live in the countryside.

No Blinky Palermo

January 14/09 ....7:44 p.m.
My sister-in-law, who lives in Paris, had been in her twenties friends with a painter artist, who gave her as a present some of his water colour sketches. The pics had been hanging in forgotten corners framed in Ikea frames for ages. As it turned out, they are worth a fortune and by now have been bought by a Museum and sis-in-law's family came by quite a considerable amount of money. -
Now this Landfrau family here is sitting on some old coins for ages and Herr Husband decided today to have them evaluated. As it turned out, they are not even worth the price of the gasolin he used to go downtown. So no Blinky Palermo deal for us ,have been dealt the asshole card once more.

V.I.P.s

January 11/09 9:20 p.m.

Yeah, that' s what we felt like tonite, Herr Husband and Landfrau. The only time in my life I felt more important, as a matter of fact like a celebrity, has been in Dubai, when we had been invited for a harbour cruise aboard a Yacht owned by an East Indian business man, us boarding on a red carpet and people looking on, wow, once in a lifetime! But that's another story.- Now for tonite - Herr Husband has his favoured spot, a floating restaurant at the riverside, and the owner, a very nice,young turkish guy, born already in Germany, so to say 2nd generation, has taken a liking to him - father image? So we always get the special treatment and tonite we have been the only guests. Now, mind you, only guest in a reataurant are a horror in my opinion, but not at this place, you have this great view at the city skyline and the river traffic to watch, nice chill out music and excellent food and efficient service. So, to make a long story short, it had been a wonderful evening and Landfrau emptied almost a whole bottle of wine. Iknow who will have a good night's rest - or maybe I shall be unconcious? - Tomorrow will tell.

Can't get enough!

January 9/09 7:30 p.m.

Would have never thought that I one day would and could enjoy X-country skiing around my own home. Just like the times we vaccationed in Austria I put on my skies right in front of the door. It is a bit harder without tracks, but the ground has been flattened enough that I have no difficulties gliding. And I have all that wonderful country side all to myself together with Herr Hund, who still beats me speedwise. Have discovered spots where I have my own personal downhill runs, the levee is great for that. It is a funny feeling to be running along the riverside, up to now I always had been surrounded by terrific mountains in Austria. - But one more advantage around here, its cheaper folks ;-) ! Of course Landfrau misses to be waited on coming home, there you can't beat a hotel stay. Well, one can not have everything.

Bloody Monday

January 5/09 9:53 p.m.

...is actually every monday for Landfrau, housecleaning day, a task accomplished every week more or less successful. Today it had been bloody monday the real mcCoy, cut my finger and decided to skip the hated cleaning, figuered it won't be said "she cleaned well" at my grave and dug out my cross country ski out of the basement, not used for the last three seasons. Since it happens about every 10 years that we have such masses of snow around here, might as well take advantage. Had a slight temper fit about my sport suit, which must have shrunk,sitting in the closet and made late New Year's decisions "loose weight,loose weight,loose weight...and I am very good for a start,sitting here feeling so hungry I could devour a scewered ox.
Well, I had a terrific run, it was hard, without a trail, and Herr Hund had been by far faster than me. For a while I glided along the riverbanks and there were wild geese flying so low over my head that I could hear the swishing of their wings.
So, for the night I expect a crowd of brownies to clean my house , then I can repeat my todays run tomorrow.

To start the New Year with!

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January 3/09 1:52 pm.

After a great walk with Herr Hund in sunshine little bit of snow and Zero degrees all Landfrau can say:
IT'S GOOD TO BE ALIVE!

2009 coming up !

December 31/08 4:33 p.m.

wishing all my friends, fans and readers

A Healthy,Happy 2 0 0 9 !

Die Landfrau

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And it went with a Bang

December 31/08 8:02 a.m.

No, dears, not yet the old, for us somewhat hateful 2008. Landfrau is talking about, what else, the Christmastree. Had been both out of the house yesterday, Herr Husband and myself, on different errands. I came home first and there was our tree, looking as if it had turned pirouettes, little angels which sat at it's foot had been whirled around as if they had jumped off a merry- go- round, christmas ornaments on the ground and the light chains trailing up to the living room door, one of them broken. And Herr Hund creeping around with a very bad concience. As I figuered out he had been lying at his favoured spot, head on radiator,looking out into the garden, next to the tree. It is his habit to rush out to the front door barking, if he hears noices outside he does not like. So, something must have upset him and he got entangled in the lightcordes and whirled the tree around till the cord fortunately broke, when he tried to rush to the front door. - Since we were expecting visitors in I had been tickled pink that I now I would have undecorate the tree wreck before they arrived. All the decorations were thrown somewhat loveless into their boxes.
But I have forgiven Herrn Hund, he will receive the ultimative watch dog medal in the shape of a christmas tree.

Ready for next Festivities

December 26/08 3:38 p.m.

So here we are, Christmas almost over , playing around with presents, Landfrau with mobile station for i-pod, Herr Husband with solar-light for garden, moving it around into spots of sun, which seem to move faster than Herr Husband. - We had a great very lively time, with our little Miss Sunshine "bouncing off the walls" and the family brunch yesterday. But now we are the leftovers and Herr Hund can relax and unwind his jealousy. He had to spend half the time behind bars, tried to bite the toddler. - Great day today, sunshine and cold and a flat tire after half ways on my bike, so I had to push - such is life. -

And Herr Hund puked into his basket, so blankets are rotating in the washer and with this we are now looking forward to march into the New Year next week.

WEIHNACHTEN 2008

December 24/08

LANDFRAU wishes all her friends a wonderful

CHRISTMAS TIME !

Trimming the Christmas Tree

December 19/08 7:13 p.m.

....is something Landfrau either loves or hates, depends on the occasion. This year it has been a hate occasion, just like two years ago, when I managed to keel it over. This year it has been the battle of the lights. Having read that those light chaines with lights missing are a fire hazzard,decided to get rid of the 2nd chain, since three of the tiny lights were out. Unfortunately only made the decision after I had put it on the tree already and it had nicely intertwined with the first chain, which looks like a candle imposter. Herr Husband offered to run out to get replacement and after "felt" 10 hours (Landfrau already tapping her foot) returned with a device fit to equip a x-mas tree sitting on the open, stormblown deck of an oceangoing vessel batteling a hurricane. It had black wires the size of a baby's arm, really! Was meant for in and outside, but who needed that. So he made a second run to stores one after the other out of light chaines. Finally ended up at a garden market and phoned about the choice to make, because there they had at least four models. Told him to get excactly the same which had the lights missing and got as an answer that he would not know what it looked like. I REMAINED CALM - cross my heart and hope to die! X-mas spirit. Well, described it to him best as I could ,sat down and prayed he might come home with the right one, and, hurrah, he did. Before fitting it I tested it for burning, everything okey doke, put it on, tried the lights - zilch, put it into another socket, same. By then had decided to cancel Christmas. Then Herr Husband came and tried, it worked, seemed I had not pushed it in deep enough, could have sworn I did. My stupidity. With the result of the distribution of lights I am not sooo satisfied, but it has to stay that way. In the meantime 2 lightbulbs went blanc, used the replacements, none left, so should the next one fail, Landfrau is back at where she started from, a chain with missing lights. And merry Christmas to you too!

A Wedding and a Party and other Catastrophies

December 14/08 8:12 a.m.

These had been very busy 3 days, with our small catastrophies on the side. We just seem to need them, life might be too boring otherwise. We had a nice, leisurely drive to Büdingen - Hessen, where we spent two nights at a hotel . Decided to drive the day ahead, so we would not be pressed for time on friday, wise decision! We arrived at the hotel (Schlosshotel Büdingen) where we were having the wedding celebration dinner in the adjoining restaurant the following evening and Herr Husband stated bluntly that he would hardly be able to walk . Something had happened in one of his rotten knee- joints (now weekend, will see doctor tomorrow). So he crept along with help of his cane and Landfrau slaved again unloading the car, bags,presents and all what we ever think is needed on an short trip. Other people take half of that for 3 weeks. - For our dinner we decided to test next nite's restaurant, they gave us a nice table in front of the little fireplace and Herr Husband ordered a whisky for an opening drink, took it and gulped it with bulging eyes. Landfrau stared at him with open mouth, like, now tell me what was that for? Turned out he suffered from terrible toothache and thought that the drink might cure it. Wrong thinking, so next morning we found a dentist in the phonebook who had been willing to give him an appointment right away. And then we were locked into the casle compound. They have a big shenanigan going on this weekend and had unloaded about a million x-mas trees, every guest will get one as a present, and, as they claimed, for security reasons the gates were locked and the castle closed for the public. Great, and us, beeing the only guests locked in. No one at the reception and the caretaker,who had been unloading the damn trees all night long nowhere to be seen. In the end found him but from then on it had been a continious hunt to get in our out of the castle, till we finally blew our top. Well, at least we made it in time for the wedding, it took place at some other castle, where the owners rent out a very plush kind of reception hall,which puts you right back into middle age. The marriage registrar had been a very apt, funny guy, who really took the stiffness out of the ceremony , he made it a remarkable event. After the little reception at the place the party then drove to the restaurant, us having the nuisance again with getting into the castle compound (and that has been when we blew our top) and we got hold of a key so we could at least get in and out of a side gate.
The following reception, dinner, speeches and drinks had been great and Landfrau knocked over her glas of red wine and christened the parents of the bride's father, sitting next to us, who then kept dubbing the spots with salt all night long and once a while I got the evil eye, embarrassing! - Later on the crowd let fly lighted paper balloons, a terrific sight in the night sky alongside the moon with the dark castle looming in the dark, Count Dracula had been missing!
Next morning along with the joung couple and little Miss Sunshine (one year old daughter), we had the lousiest breakfast EVA, and I mean EVA, so much if you have the Fürst von Ysenburg and Büdingen as your host. But we took it with humor, at least we have not been poisened.
Drive back home after breakfast had been without any other incidents, remarkable! -
Back home Landfrau started to unload the car, told my invalid to stay put inside, and what did he do, started to roll up the blinds, which he normally never ever does, and since we had those burglary devices fastened inside, forgot about them and broke the blinds in front of the garden window door. Fortunately we were able to roll it up and take the broken part out, otherwise we would have even locked out our X-mas tree, sitting in the garden,waiting to be taken in. And us sitting behind closed blinds for the holidays. Seems we are doomed to the Fort Knox syndrome.
And last not least I of course have to mention the big outside Party at daughter No.2's place, about 100 people milling around, they put up a tent, with heaters , there had been BBQ game sausages (verry lecker!) potatoe pancakes, a little helper kept baking continiously , cake, cookies, beer, spiced wine and what have you and the hostess, my daughter,suffering from a stomach flu. Asking myself how many guests might take it home as a X-mas gift, hope I am not one of them, with the little young family beeing our guests for 5 days over X-mas. We then sneaked away after a couple of hours, and chapeau to Herr Husband, inspite of all his newly developped ailments he kept himself very well.

Rush,Rush, Rush

December 10/08 8:14 a.m.

Every time I open my blog, this silly still of Kirsty McColl gets on my nerves. She deserves better,some other time. - X-mas panic seems to want to have me in its grip again today, tomorrow morning we will be off for the wedding celebrations in Hessen, hoping for good road conditions, otherwise it might be a long drive. Big jug of hot coffee is a must. And now it is time to roll up my sleeves, and yippee..bought a new outfit I am going to wear tomorrow- joy,joy! But Herr Hund has to board with daughter No.2 - Sad for Herr Hund, he always is sooo dissapointed when we pack bags and dont take him along. -

and for the taken out video here a very nice replacement,sorry,no facility to embed but look here:
http://www.myvideo.de/watch/5382130/The_Killers_Human

Funny Dreams

December 7/08 ..... 8:31a.m.

To get rid of funny dreams might be the best way to write them down.
Had been wearing ballerinas but one of them did not fit and kept slipping. Had been in a strange place, entrance to a jewish cemetery I wanted to visit, but never got around to do it, because people kept serving food and urging me to eat. Outside a car had been parked with open doors, and on and off rain kept pouring.
Contemplating about dreams brings back a childhood memory. Had been a secondgrader, I think ,anyway not very advanced yet, and we were asked to write down a story of what we had been dreaming. I had been a quite serious,honest child, so meticulously I wrote down my dream I had been having the previous night. At that time my grandmother just had died and I had a kind of scary ,confused dream about her, well, like dreams normally are (see above) .- Teacher called me up in front of the class and asked my what kind of stupidity that was and I had to redo the composition. I felt very humiliated but decided to show her. So I made up a story about me beeing a princess riding in a carriage, well, crap like that. Teacher then praised me and said that this was a nice story.-
Now I swear, this had been my first lesson in lying and how you could better get by by not telling the truth. Still hate that teacher today.

Oh, and ran across one of my posts from 2 years ago,still makes me giggle:http://landfrau.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-about-god.html

And again, bad NIKOLAUS

December 6/08

Very busy today in the Netherlands the guy, but around here, still reckless. - Did not want to deprive new "followers" of my blog of last and before last year's picture, too nice to get lost in the world wide web.

Have a great Nikolaus Tag!

Walk on the Levee

December 4/08 12:11 p.m.



...with Herr Hund this morning almost eye to eye with a buzzard. Birds of prey are so beautiful, no wonder the Arabs are keen about them - and about horses. -
Horses...out there it sometimes hits me right into the stomach and for a moment I terribly miss the times when we had been roaming this contryside, my horse,Herr Hund and Landfrau. Had been some of the nicest times of my life. But then I imagine horse galopping around in horse heaven at his delight happy as a lark.